Whiskey takes my pain away But not for very long More of a fuel to the flame That feeds all of my wrongs So pull one down and pour it up 'Cause I've ran out of give a fucks And I don't know what else to do I don't want to drown my soul And I won't lay my cards to fold I just want the numbness to pull me through ♪ And I'll wake in the morning and feel out my pain Just like I know I should keep trekkin' to my fate But for the time being just give me a night Hand me one of those glasses and a cigarette light Pull one down and pour it up 'Cause I've ran out of give a fucks And I don't know what else to do I don't want to drown my soul And I won't lay my cards to fold I just want the numbness to pull me through ♪ I'll be fine, and I'll give heaven a hazy look Ease my mind flippin' pages through the Good Book So pull one down and pour it up 'Cause I've ran out of give a fucks And I just need a different point of view And I just want these clouds to fade As I burn another cigarette away I can't leave this numbness too soon